Poetry: The Desperate Era!
The Desperate Era!
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Laws are being broken,
laws are being made
Humanity being forsaken
Leaving the people jaded
There's no stopping the crimes
Exist did ever, any safer times?
Money rules, man is the slave
Cowardice rises, where are the brave?
Skyscrapers stand tall
Mocking Mother Nature's fall
Will there be any future,
For the kids to rupture?
Captured in the four walls
Listening to drunken brawls
Frightened spirits call
'Is this hell, after all?'
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so very true ... we are incarcerated within ...
ReplyDeleteWe truly are... Thanks for sharing your thoughts, Bhargav!
DeleteGreat writing...about life in this world and what is happening to it.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing your thoughts, Sara! I tried my best. Have a great Sunday! :)
DeleteThe sad reality of this beautiful world nicely explained.
ReplyDeleteHats off!
Thanks so much, Hitesh! Long time no see?
DeleteIndeed we are living in tough times.
ReplyDeleteCan't deny. Thanks for sharing your thoughts, Tomichan! 😌
DeleteAwesome..very well written..
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, UK! 😊
Delete+ Radhika Mundra.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem, and point's out the World's sad consequences .
I hope it turns out better than we are facing right now, for the future generations. Thanks for sharing your thoughts, Christine! 😊
DeleteYes, unfortunately a truthful version of todays community.
ReplyDeleteKindest regards,
Mike
Thanks for sharing your thoughts, Mike! ✨
DeleteVery apt words for the present times. But if we have discovered Hell, we also have the power to discover Utopia. Lets hope for the best
ReplyDeleteThere's always Hope! We will find Utopio, or better yet, we will create it, just like we created hell on earth! Thanks for sharing your thoughts, Dr. Sweety! 😊
DeletePeople always talk of the future a 100 years from now. I worry that we may not leave anything for the kids of the next generation itself, forget a century from now. Global warming, floods and quakes, extinction of animals, wars & pillage... no end to any of these!
ReplyDeleteTrue! Thanks for sharing your thoughts, Roshan! :)
DeleteI think a lot of us wonder if we are residing in hell - or at least a kind of purgatory.
ReplyDeleteI think so too. Thanks for sharing your thoughts, Alana.
DeleteBeautiful work, dear Radhika.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Sib! :)
DeleteTrue!These are troubled times.We need a more peaceful place to live in
ReplyDeleteOnly we can make it peaceful, is that not right, Subha? :)
DeleteIf we look at the counts of violence and cruelty we have done to the species of the world, yes this certainly is hell. Powerful write.
ReplyDeleteBut as we have shaped it into a hell, there's an equal probability of turning it around, isn't there, Rajlakshmi? :)
DeleteLike they say - heaven and hell is all here. On this Earth, within the world. Beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteSo they do.. Thanks for sharing your thoughts, Parul!
DeleteYou've beautifully captured the essence of what we are all going through.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Purba, though I wish someone would tell me I didn't.
DeleteThoughtful words, reflecting truth...
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jayakumar! :)
DeleteI have a lot to be grateful for in life, Radhika, but I do wonder about the hell that so many poor people have to go through.
ReplyDeleteSo do I, Corinne, so do I... We are all going through our personal hell, just that someone's a little too hot and someone's a little too cold.
DeleteA significant illustration with a profound question ending those lines. Now we all have the choice to continue with regression or veer onto the path of progression.
ReplyDeleteTrue, it all depends on the path we choose. Thank you for sharing your thoughts, Rodger!
DeleteThe bitter truth! Loved your poem. It was short and to the point.
ReplyDeleteLiked the tempo, and the expression more. Although an irregular rhyme scheme there, the poem very well serves its purpose.
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